The Legend by Donna Grant

Author:Donna Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: St. Martin’s Press
Published: 2017-06-27T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY

Wyatt waited almost two hours for Callie to regain consciousness, but she didn’t stir. If they remained so close to the barns and activity, it was only a matter of time before they were spotted.

There was a chance the people who owned the ranch didn’t work for the Saints, but there was also a good chance they did.

It wasn’t something he was willing to risk.

He was trying to figure out how to get away from the ranch when a truck pulled up. An older woman got out, greeting the others. By the way she ordered them around, it was clear she owned the ranch.

But what interested Wyatt was the back of her truck. The tailgate was down, and there was a tarp spread out in the back. It would be perfect cover for them.

He wasted no time gathering Callie into his arms and waiting for the individuals to turn their attention away. It came when they walked into the barn.

Wyatt stood and rubbed his shoulder against the palomino’s neck. “Thank you.”

Then he hurried to the truck and climbed in the back. He shoved aside the tarp and carefully set Callie down before lying beside her. No sooner had he covered them than he heard voices.

“Want me to get the tarp?” a man said.

“Naw,” came the woman’s reply, growing closer as she spoke. “I’ve got an appointment in town that I’m already late for. We’ll get it when I get back.”

The sound of the tailgate closing drowned out her next comment. Wyatt listened as she walked around the truck and got inside before starting the engine. The vehicle pulled away, and he released a breath.

It was stifling under the tarp, but it kept Callie out of the sun. When the truck hit a hole, she moaned but didn’t wake. The longer she remained unconscious, the more worried he became.

As the vehicle picked up speed, he lifted the tarp near his head and looked around the bed. He smiled when he spotted the cooler. Reaching over, he lifted the lid and slipped an arm inside. His fingers brushed ice, then frigid water before finally hitting on a bottle.

He wrapped his fingers around it and lifted. His mouth salivated when he saw it was water. Quickly, he opened it and drained the entire bottle before grabbing another.

This one was for Callie. He put his hand beneath her head and lifted as he placed the bottle against her mouth. Water trickled against her lips before running out of the sides. He then parted her lips with his thumb so that the water could fall into her mouth.

When she swallowed, he wanted to shout with joy. Slowly, he fed her a little of the water at a time until she turned her head away. He was pleased with getting her to drink. Now, if only she would wake.

As the truck bounced along the road, he checked Callie’s wounds, careful not to move beneath the tarp too much. So far, his quick stitching job had done the trick.

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